My Grand Mamas Eyes
As she sits watching, I wonder what
she sees as the cars pass and the sunsets
I wonder what her dreams were
as a young woman now aged and grey
I wonder what she did as a little girl
pigtails and teen years.
she sits and guards
us children play and fight as teens
I wonder if she missed those days or
did we irritate her, No, her eyes disagreed
I remember grandma sitting on the steps
keeping vigil as the days go by
I wonder what opportunities passed her by
as she reminisce days of long ago
I wonder what was behind grandma eyes
that day I felt her spirit wane sitting on the steps
I wondered how long before
she’d be carried away and laid to rest
Three summers later
while sitting on the steps
watching the cars go by
she rests in peace.
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